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A little problem	By : SWSWWAD Category: +S to Z > Strike Witches (Sutoraiku Witch?zu) > Strike Witches (Sutoraiku Witch?zu) Views: 6119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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In the ballroom, the hanger is serving as everything goes silent as an Orussian girl plays on piano creating a beautiful tune. The girl's slender fingers press the keys, and her lovely green eyes remained closed as she concentrates on the piano before her. The song she plays is one of her own, a song she wrote so long ago before the war started when the young pianist was still studying music in Vienna. The song she plays is a song she wanted to play or her father, and she was planning on doing so for his birthday, but then the Neuroi invaded, and her plans fell apart. A tear runs down her soft pale cheek as she remembers returning home to find her home destroyed and parents gone. A soldier who happened to be her neighbor assured the Orussian witch that they were alive and just been evacuated across the Euro mountains, but that did little to lessen the pain in her heart or the loneliness that overtook her that day.
As the song comes to an end, the young witch bowed before exiting the stage a preditors gaze follows her movements. A womanizing witch who pretends to be a Countess tracks the girl as she leaves the stage and gets herself a glass of water. Smiling happily to herself, she moves in; this fake Countess has been waiting for this girl to be alone and away from her overprotective friend. Leaving her drinking partner in the corner of the room where she can sober up and not interfere the fake Countess walks towards the girl who plays a beautiful tune.
“Hey Sanya,” The fake Countess says reaching her target. “That was a wonderful song you just played, did you write it yourself?”
“I did,” Sanya’s voice is as soft and gentle as the witch but its barely audible thanks to the start of another song.
“Do you mind if I do this?” The womanizing witch leans in closer and feels the smaller witches body pressing against hers. “It’s just hard to hear you right now.”
“It’s fine,” Sanya replies feeling the breath of the fake Countess on her ear. “I’m glad you liked my song, Krupinski.”
“When it’s as lovely as you are then how can I not like it,” Krupinski tells her. “Pure, beautiful and impossible to forget just like you.” Out of the corner of her eyes, Krupinski watches her commander leave with Hikari and Nipa in tow and can guess what they are up to. She looks at Sanya hoping she can help her end the night just like those three witches who just left. “I can see why Eila is so taken with you and wants you all to herself. You really are breathtaking Sanya.”
“Your wrong I don’t think Eila likes me that way,” Sanya replies looking down and hurt. “Ever since we spent our first night together, she hasn’t wanted to repeat it, and she is always touching everyone else but me.” Sanya looks up with watery eyes. “Do you think I did something wrong?”
“Of course you didn’t Sanya,” Krupinski assures her stroking Sanya’s cheek. “A night with you is bound to be unforgettable.”
“Then why does Eila not want to do it again with me?” Sanya asks sounding hurt.
“I can’t say,” Krupinski answers. “But if you come to my room I can teach you how to make her come begging you for more.”
“Really?” Sanya asks her eyes lighting up at the idea.
“Really,” Krupinski promises. “I can make sure of that.”
Inside the room of the fake countess, Sanya sees a large comfy bed, posters of women in provocative poses and skimpy outfits, several bottles of wine and a small table and chair next to a wooden wardrobe. The Orussian witch moves into the room well Krupinski locks the door hearing the sounds of the tree witches she watched leave together. The moans and cries of pleasure make her harden beneath her uniform as the thoughts of Sanya making those sounds enter her mind. She moves towards the small witch and wraps her arms around her pressing into the Orussian witches back. Sanya can feel her; there’s no way she can’t feel Krupinski’s length against her back.
“You're just like Eila,” Sanya comments as Krupinski’s lips reach her neck. “She has one too.”
“I’m not surprised,” Krupinski says in between kisses against Sanya’s soft neck. “Some Witches have them; you can probably hear some of them right now.” The fake countess grinds herself against Sanya’s back. “Some think they are a hindrance, but I believe they are a blessing.” Krupinski’s lips find a spot behind Sanya’s ear that makes the Orussian witch moan and shiver. “They can bring so much pleasure and enjoyment, not to mention they are a great stress relief.”
Krupinski’s hands find Sanya’s tie and take it off before starting on her buttons. Sanya meanwhile just stands there letting it happen as her top opens up, and Krupinski grinds herself into her back giving Sanya a feel for her size. Krupinski’s lips never leave Sanya’s neck melting away the nerves and fears the young witch has with each kiss and swipe of the tongue. Soon Sanya feels her top being removed too and then Krupinski’s warm hands rubbing away the chilling air assaulting her stomach.
“Your skin is so soft,” Krupinski comments as her hands roam.
“Thank you,” Sanya shyly blushes as she feels Krupinski’s hands start to pull down her skirt. “But weren’t you… going to teach me stuff.”
“I’m getting there,” Krupinski purrs as Sanya’s skirt hits the floor and she starts removing her tights. “Just relax kitty and go with the flow.”
As soon as Sanya’s tights are off the Orussian witch can feel Krupinski’s hands on her things. The younger girl shivers as Krupinski’s hands travel higher causing Sanya to tremble.
“Are you going to get undress too?” Sanya asks covering her chest.
“In time,” Krupinski replies her hands returning to Sanya’s belly. “That’s the first lesson, never rush these things. The second lesson is to just relax.” Krupinski says gently removing Sanya’s arms from across her chest. “And…” Those warm Karlsland hands grope Sanya’s breasts making the Orusissian witch squeal with joy. “Enjoy.”
Sanya is starting to wish that Eila does grope her like the other witches. The jolt of pleasure, the feeling of warm hands and the yearning for more, all of those things Sanya feels and all of those things make her more desperate than ever before to have Eila’s hands on her. Sanya moans as Krupinski’s hands expertly manipulate her chest. Sanya may not have the most enormous in the world breasts, but Krupinski can still fill her hands and work the flesh to bring a considerable amount of pleasure to the Orussian witch. It only gets better once Krupinski’s warm hands slip under the bra and access the skin directly.
“From what I have seen of Eila’s activities around the base I bet she touches you like this a lot,” Krupinski her voice is just a whisper in Sanya’s ear.
“Na…No…” Sanya tells her struggling to form words as Krupinski continues to touch her. “She never touches me like this… apart from our night together.”
“Too bad,” Krupinski happily says pinching Sanya’s nipples making the young girl cry out and jump in her gasp. “She doesn’t know what she’s missing.”
Krupinski moves to remove the bra and soon that item of clothing is on the floor and her hands go back to the Orussian witches now bare chest. Feeling Sanya relax and press her breast into her touch Krupinski decides to take the neck step. With one hand still keeping the Orussian girl's chest company the other slides down her stomach and softly over her panties. Krupinski’s hands find Sanya slick. Sanya moans and stiffens at the first contact but soon relax’s as she pushes her crotch against Krupinski’s stroking fingers.
“Shouldn’t you… show me stuff?” Sanya tries to remember why she is here, why she agreed to this but every movement of Krupinski’s finger across the soaked fabric of her underwear, every pinch of her nipple is making that harder to do.
“I will,” Krupinski says slipping her hand inside the Orussian witches panties.
“Ahh,” Sanya can’t help but to cry out and go weak in the knees as Krupinski’s fingers find her clit and gently rolls the sensitive button.
“I just want to get you in the mood,” Krupinski tells her before removing her hand then the wet undergarment. The Karlslanders fingers soon return but this time two of them prob the Orussian witches entrance before pushing their way inside. “I take it has been awhile since that night with Eila.”
“Yeah,” Sanya winces as she feels a slight stretch, it has been nearly six months since her night with Eila and no one not even herself has touched her there since that night.
Sanya feels her knees give out and the only thing stopping from hitting the floor is Krupinski wrapping an arm around her waist. Krupinski’s long fingers quickly find that sweet spot inside her that Sanya didn’t know she had and with the experience of an expert Krupinski manipulates that spot as she grids her palm into the Orussian witches clit. Sanya bites her lip as a heat build in her stomach threatening to explode at any moment.
“Let me hear your voice,” Krupinski says before lightly biting Sanya’s neck leaving her mark and forcing pleasure filled cry to leave the Orussian witches throat as that dam holding back the heat inside the night witch finally bursts.
“Ahh! Eila!” Sanya calls out as her inner walls constrict around Krupinski’s fingers and a warmth spreads through her body preceding pleasure flooding to every inch of the Orussian witches being. Krupinski isn’t surprised or upset to hear another's name being called out; she knew along that she would.
Krupinski lowers Sanya to the ground and watches her Sanya quiver as she licks her fingers clean enjoying the taste. Once done she starts to undress her eyes never let Sanya out of her sight feeling satisfied with the results of her work. As she recovers and Sanya begins to come back to her senses, she has to blink and do a double take before she realizes that she isn’t the only one now naked. Stood before her completely bare Krupinski smiles as Sanya’s eyes fall upon her rigid member. The Karlsland witch smiles seeing the look in Sanya’s eyes, Krupinski’s has long been proud of her shaft of meat, and it never fails to impress her lovers. Krupinski is only beaten in size by the squads commanding officer, but the Karlsland witch likes to believe she can use hers better than Gundula ever could.
“Now then I’ll show you how to make Eila come crawling back for more,” Krupinski says her cock throbbing at the thoughts of what is about to come. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” Sanya whispers.
“Then let me show you,” Krupinski grabs her member with one hand and strokes Sanya’s silver hair with her other. “Open your mouth.” Sanya complies and opens her mouth. Krupinski waists little time before she slides her member in. From where she was kneeling Sanya was in a perfect position all she had to do was shuffle around little to make herself more comfortable. The Karlsland witch starts to thrust in and out going gently as she sets into a steady rhythm. “Let me set the pace; I’m sure Eila would like it that way too.”
Sanya can’t respond with her mouth filled but she doesn’t pull away or resist. Krupinski grips Sanya’s hair as she picks up the pace and drives deeper into the Orussian witches mouth. Sanya struggles to handle Krupinski, she can’t take all of her in and what she is able to make her chock and gasp.
“Relax,” Krupinski says seeing Sanya struggle. “Try breathing through your nose.”
Krupinski’s advice helps, but Sanya is still struggling, but Krupinski picks up the pace enjoying the warmth of the Orussian’s mouth. For several minutes this goes on with Sanya showing no signs of resistance despite her discomfort until Krupinski reaches her end. The Karlsland witch releases her seed into the Orussian girl's mouth and is surprised to see that Sanya manages to swallow it all. Gently pulling out Krupinski helps Sanya to her feet and leads the girl to her bed. The Karlsland witch lays on her back pulling the silvered haired night witch on top of her.
“No it’s your turn to be the active one,” Krupinski tells her. “If Eila is too shy, then you need to take charge so go ahead and ride me.”
“Oh… Ok,” Sanya nervously says before she positions herself above Krupinski’s crotch.
“That’s it,” Krupinski sighs as she feels Sanya’s soft, delicate hand on her shaft followed by the tip of her cock coming to rest against the lower wet lips of the Orussian witch. “Go ahead.”
Sanya lowers her hips, and the head of Krupinski’s member slips inside. The wetness of Sanya’s crotch mixed with the Orussian’s saliva on the Karlslander’s shaft helps easy the entrance, but as she slowly lowers herself, Sanya can’t help but feel a slight pain as her inner walls are stretched. Sanya bites her lips once again as she finally has all of Krupinski’s member inside her and stills her movements waiting for the sting to dissipate before she moves again.
“Are you sure Eila would like this?” Sanya nervously asks feeling exposed in her current state.
“She will be an idiot if she doesn’t like seeing you in this position,” Krupinski tells her admiring the witch straddling her. “A girl as cute and beautiful as you Sanya straddling me is making me very happy. I’m sure Eila would feel the same way.”
“But…” Sanya blushes. “It’s embarrassing being like this.”
“You’ll forget about it once you start to move,” Krupinski promises.
Sanya nods her head before she starts to raise her hips. She lowers herself slowly feeling the pleasure begin to build again as her inner walls are stretched to accommodate Krupinski’s member. Once again the night witch bites her lips disappointing the fake countess by hiding her voice but this isn’t something Krupinski is new to, and she knows how to force those sweet sounds out of a girl.
“You need to let your voice out Sanya. It will make Eila enjoy it more and feel more confident if she hears you liking it,” Krupinski tells her as her hand's grip Sanya’s rear. “The more confident she is, the more active she will be.”
“I’m…” Sanya gasps as Krupinski starts to control the rhythm of Sanya’s hips climbing and descending making the Orussian witch pick up the pass.
“Trust me ok,” Krupinski says struggling to keep her voice straight as she feels Sanya bring her end closer and closer.
“Oh…Ok…” Sanya replies before taking the advice and letting her voice out as Krupinski starts to grunt with each rise and fall of Sanya’s hips.
Krupinski thrusts her hips upwards to meet Sanya’s as both girls feel their ends nearing. Sanya not bothering to hide her voice now starts to chant Eila’s name while Krupinski’s hands tighten their grip on the Orussian witch’s bottom.
“Eila!” Sanya calls out as her hips crash down and Krupinski thrusts in as deep as she can go before both witches meet their ends. Krupinski’s releases her seed and Sanya’s walls squeeze down milking as much of the white stuff as Krupinski can produce.
Panting, sweating and slowly catching their breaths both Sanya and Krupinski recover. Slowly they part and Sanya dresses. Krupinski meanwhile just lays naked on her bed watching the night witch put on her clothes.
“Let me know if you want another lesson,” Krupinski tells her as Sanya finishes putting her clothes back on. “I’ll be more than happy to give you another lesson anytime you want.”
“Ok,” Sanya replies before leaving.
The Orussian witch walks straight to a place that has become her second home, Eila’s bed. Swiftly and quietly Sanya strips down to her underwear and drops down on Eila’s bed startling her sleeping friend.
“Sanya?” Eila asks sitting up after being suddenly awakened. “Well ok just for tonight.” Eila smiles laying back down hugging her friend finding Sanya’s skin covered in a sticky layer of sweat. “Hey, Sanya?” Eila sits up again and looks at her friend more closely. “Why are you covered in sweat?”
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